a poem:
red like blood
white like the bone
red like solitude
white like silence
red like the senses of a beast
white like the heart of a god
red like molten hatred
white like chilling cries of pain
red like the shadows that feed on the night
like a sigh piercing the moon
it shines white and scatters red
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my name is leon s kennedy....and i work in secret
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my name is leon s kennedy....and i work in secret